Till we meet again. . .

Before my last blog I didn't know if I should continue on what had happened in order from what had happened. That is why I only have the one blog so far. 


On July 22nd, my sister, Andrea Marie Habel Greenberg passed away in her sleep. Alot of people knew her from her phone calls they got from her or from her smile she gave going down the halls of high school or even when she would just show up at their house to just talk. 


It is sad but true I have learned a little more about my siblings when they pass away than when they were with us. 


Some know that Andrea had a severe case of Spina Bifida, a birth defect in which your spine and spinal cord doesn't fully develop in the womb. Andrea's back was complete exposed when she was born and had to go into surgery right when she was born. From how severe the Spina Bifida was she only had 7 of the 12 nerves to her lungs. One thing I learned from when she passed was that when she was born the doctors told my parents that they give Andrea one year to live from how severe the Spina Bifida was and to just take her home and love her. Well even though I didn't know that till then I am glad that Andrea stuck around for as long as she did cause I would have never meet her if the doctors were right about the time she had to live. 


Andrea was 4 years older than me. We shared a bedroom, clothes and toys. From her being paralyzed from the waist down we were mostly the same size from when I was about 4 to 12. I shared a lot with her up to the time we got our own rooms. 


Her death was expected but yet unexpected. After my brother Garrick passing away Andrea started to gain weight. And with the weight gain and how fragile her body was for it was a lot smaller than the average women's body is, and with only have 7 of the 12 nerves to her lungs, she had some breathing complications. She had a really hard time to try and lose the weight for she had even less mobility from being in a wheelchair but also from the add weight. Andrea had been on oxygen on and off for a couple of weeks. My Dad was at her house on upgrading the bathroom to a handicap accessible for her. My Dad said bye to Andrea and she said bye back. She had just barely went to bed cause she was tired. He left and came to my house to drop off some pictures from the 4th of July. Then he went home and got a phone call from Carl, Andrea's husband, saying Andrea stopped breathing and the ambulance was there to take her to the hospital. They were not able to revive her. They believe that was gone about a 1/2 after my Dad left. That said he was at my house when my sister had gone. 


The one thing that was hard was that she was closer to our cousins than myself or my other siblings. We had a cousin reunion down at Lake Powell that weekend she passed. I messaged our cousin Jared who was in charge of this years reunion and was down there all ready. The morning after her passing was the day that was somewhat mandatory for everyone to be there if they could. Well they gathered for breakfast and they all found out together. Majority of them made it to her funeral. 

It was a peaceful time for we now know that Andrea is up there with her brothers, Alec and Garrick, running around and walking everywhere she wants to go.